Who do you think you're talking to?" Mo Zhongqian raised his head and looked at the flower-faced beggar in front of him, who looked about thirty or forty years old, "Even if His Highness is in a bad situation, it is not something that a guy like you can reach, and the two of us are not people of the same level in the sky...... Your Highness is unspeakably expensive, you are so cheap, how can you be worthy of being my brother? What kind of porridge are you trying to eat for me!? If you don't just know that you are just because of ignorance, Your Highness can punish you for the Nine Clans!"

"Want my life, punish my nine clans?"

The flower-faced beggar looked dazed, and then the confused expression on his face was quickly replaced by a lack of anger.

"You kid still have a bit of backbone...... The first day you were a beggar, did you think you were a noble person? I'll tell you that...... No matter who you used to be, now you're a person who is more despicable than a dog, and you don't want to eat porridge, right? I tell you, you can't even eat dog rice!"

Saying that, the flower-faced beggar probably felt that he had been cut off, and kicked Mo Zhongqian's shoulder.

Mo Zhongqian's internal force was completely sealed by Han Feng, and his body lost his internal strength, which was a little worse than ordinary people, and when he was hit by this kick, the whole person hit the wall, and his eyes were black......

However, Mo Zhongqian is obviously a young man with very hard bones, and after being kicked like this, not only did he not soften, but he hated it even more, and muttered in a rough voice:

"Bastard...... I'm going to punish you Nine Clans!!"

"Hehehe, this kid said that he would punish my nine clans...... Come and listen, he really thinks of himself as something! Do you think you are the lord of the city, or the lord of the great clan in the city?"

The flower-faced beggar laughed angrily, shaking his arms and walking towards Mo Zhongqian in the corner.

"Punish my nine clans, right?

He kicked Mo Zhongqian twice, causing an extremely strong pain to His Royal Highness, but what was even stronger than the physical pain was the grievance in his heart......

Mo Zhongqian has always been a proud person, and he was forced by Han Feng to do the work of sprinkling and sweeping before, and he could comfort himself by saying that this was the tempering of his royal subordinates...... But now being punched and kicked by a beggar is simply suffocating......

But under this double physical and mental pain, Mo Zhongqian was more calm.

Curled up in the corner of the wall, protecting his head, Mo Zhongqian continued to whisper:

"Okay, you just have to beat me! kill me, and the Hanging Sword Division and the Patrol Division in the city will not let you go...... If you can't kill me, I'll kill you one day!"

"Okay, you're going to kill me! I'm waiting for you, you're not as good as a dog. ”

The beggar's fists and feet fell on Mo Zhongqian's body like raindrops, and Mo Zhongqian stopped talking, just gritted his teeth and endured.

He doesn't ask for mercy, and he doesn't admit defeat.

But this reaction only stimulated the ferocity of the flower-faced beggar, and the violence of his fists and feet became more and more violent......

Finally, the other beggars in the neighborhood couldn't stand it, so come over and take the flower-faced beggar away.

But that's it, the flower-faced beggar is still shouting while being pulled:

"I'll leave the words here today, if any of you dare to take this kid, you just can't get along with me!!"

Mo Zhongqian felt the pain on his body disappear, and did it again, wiping the blood flowing from his nose, his face expressionless.

At this moment, Mo Zhongqian didn't have the previous sense of humiliation, and he wasn't even so angry...... He just wants to live...... And then revenge.

Now on the tall buildings in the distance, Han Feng and Liu Minghua blessed their eyes with their true qi and observed all this happening.

Liu Minghua looked at the scene where Mo Zhongqian was beaten, and couldn't help frowning slightly:

"The third prince has such an experience, don't we really have to interfere?"

Han Feng shook his head, with a look of wisdom bead in his hand:

"Minghua, don't worry, even the four royal guards have been persuaded by me, you should also believe me. ”

Liu Minghua looked at Han Feng's confident expression and couldn't help but smile slightly:

"I'm not worried about the safety of the third prince, I'm just worried that he will be tortured in this situation, not only will he not be able to experience the suffering of the people, but he will breed hatred in people's hearts, so we will really lose more than we gain. ”

"Don't worry, I've thought about it a long time ago, so I've arranged for a wonderful person to choose love and emotion to influence our Royal Highness, and ensure that he can shape a positive and loving life's good three views~"

"Brilliant candidate?" Liu Minghua listened a little curiously, "We still have such a character in the Hanging Sword Division?"

"Haha, it's not someone from the Hanging Sword Division, it's a candidate I spent a lot of effort recruiting from the rivers and lakes~ rest assured, it's very reliable~"

Han Feng said and turned around and went downstairs, while greeting Liu Minghua:

"Let's go, we have to find a way to deal with those nasty families~"

Liu Minghua smiled and walked along.

"Obey~"

......

Outside Yunlow Alley, Mo Zhongqian, who was beaten all over the body, sat on the corner of the street, beggars came and went, his eyes were full of indifference, he just wanted to wait for himself to recover his strength and then go back to find the Hanging Sword Division, and then returned here with the soldiers and horses of the Hanging Sword Division, and arrested all the people here, especially the flower-faced beggar who beat him...... His Highness will hang him up for a whole hour, and starve him for three days and three nights!

Thinking of this...... Mo Zhongqian suddenly felt that he was really hungry......

Last night, I didn't eat a grain of rice when I fled all the way, but I just woke up today and was beaten again...... It was so painful and hungry......

Mo Zhongqian tried to stand up, but he was really tired, hungry and painful, so he stood up against the wall and sat down again.

After all, he is only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, no matter how strong he is, he is on the verge of collapse after all.

Mo Zhongqian...... You are a prince, you can't cry! You can't be looked down upon by this group of untouchables!

Mo Zhongqian comforted himself like this in his heart, and his eyes were still a little foggy......

At this time, a very faint but very attractive aroma reached Mo Zhongqian's nose.

Mo Zhongqian raised his head, only to see half of the white-flour steamed bun being grabbed in front of him by a hand that was not very clean.

The owner of this hand is a beggar who looks a little thin, in his twenties, and his eyebrows and eyes are quite handsome, but his clothes are tattered and his hair is messy, and he is probably a poor man from a poor family.

The thin beggar smiled at Mo Zhongqian, and his smile had a natural affinity:

"I see that you have been squatting here for half a day and have not eaten, you should be very hungry, divide half of you, remember to return me next time you ask for food~"

Mo Zhongqian looked at the steamed buns in front of him...... My heart is a little complicated, although I really want to say how can a prince accept this begging food, but ...... I'm really hungry......

In the end, His Royal Highness the Third Prince, who couldn't withstand the temptation, grabbed the steamed buns and gobbled them up late.

The thin beggar saw that Mo Zhongqian was eating quickly, sat down beside him, stretched out his head and stared at Mo Zhongqian:

"What do you say you are doing eating so fast, no one is robbing you~ My name is Su Can, and I am also a beggar who just came here, what is your name?"

"Mo Zhongqian. ”

Mo Zhongqian, who was frantically gnawing on steamed buns, spit out three words, but he seemed to feel that talking like this was a bit too indifferent, so he thought for a while and continued:

"This steamed bun...... It's so fragrant. ”

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